A lost cat suffering from epileptic seizures may have used up another of her ‘nine lives’, but was safe and home yesterday thanks to the powers of social media.Four-year-old Smidge had been missing from her home in Mill’s Creek, Pembroke, since Saturday afternoon and needs daily medication to treat her epilepsy. As Tropical Storm Gabrielle passed over the Island on Tuesday Smidge’s owner, Adrienne Smatt, grew increasingly desperate to bring her beloved cat home unharmed. She took to Facebook to appeal for any information on where Smidge may have wandered.“I was seriously worried about her without medication,” said 25-year-old Ms Smatt. “The pills, from what I’m told, have a good few days of a half-life on them, but she was way past that point. Like a person who is epileptic, the meds keep her seizures at bay. When I got her back I noticed signs of her probably having had a seizure or more. It’s upsetting, but the main thing is that she’s home.”The two are now reunited after a woman recognised Smidge from Ms Smatt’s Facebook postings and promptly got in touch.“I was sceptical as I had gotten a call earlier in the week from someone who had thought the same after hearing about it on the radio,” said Ms Smatt. “But this woman had her with her collar and told me she was positive.”Without Facebook Smidge might still be missing, admitted Ms Smatt. “I posted something on my personal page, I posted something on the Bermuda Lost and Found Pets page, my sister shared my post, my mother shared, a bunch of friends shared, and I imagine some of their friends shared too. My next step would have been putting up posters which seems so archaic to me these days. I’ve never been heavily attached to social media although I definitely use it, and so I never thought of it as a legitimate way to find anything. I think this instance proves differently.”It’s not the first time Smidge has gone walkabout, said Ms Smatt, who began fostering the American shorthair while volunteering at a cat shelter in New York City.“There was a day when my roommate left the front door to the apartment open and Smidge got out. I couldn’t find her anywhere in the building. I knocked on everyone’s doors, I fashioned quick posters and stuck them on the main door, and finally, someone knocked on my door saying they found my cat and she was stuck in a hole under the stairs on the bottom floor.”Ms Smatt said it was then she realised how much she had come to love her kitten and signed the adoption paperwork the very next day.“There is something about her, and in the four years I’ve had her I haven’t been able to put my finger on it. It might be that she’s small in stature, it may be that she defies the stigma of the black cat ... I’m not sure but I’ll tell you what, the house sure did feel empty without her.“I may be biased but you can ask anyone who’s met her, this cat connects with everyone. If we could harness her power to woo everyone, if we could siphon the happiness out of the room when she’s in it and spread it around, I think we’d have a much happier world to live in. We might have some things to learn from this little cat.”